The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 10, 1905, Page 1

e The Sunday Call has secured the serial rights of Alfred Henry readers the in weekly installments Call until com- ) A e i CHAPTER HL went {ar and fr ersational way ey remem- a man- scending. said Mrs, Han- 11d presently ted hers stood In the window at Dor so far as the town knew that m her husband. “But you n; beside) Mr. Gwynn, there re Matzai and Mr. Pickwick.” Then, ding toMrs. Hanway-Harley's in- ichard went forward with jons. “Matzal is my valet, while Plckwick is a terrier torn by an im- able hatred of rs which latter is extraordinary young man iminated Mrs. Hanway-Harley, and she stowed upon Rich to ses i€ by any miracle of-lmpertinence he was poking fun at her. That well-balanced - gentleman realized the peril, and faced it with a countenance as blankly, not to say as blandly-vacu- s as the wrong side of a tombstone. He ran the less risk; for the lady could not conceive how any one dare take so gross a liberty with a Hanway-Harley; one,” too, whose future held tremendous chances of a White House. Being satis- fied of Richard’s serfousness, and eon- full of amusement. “No, the old rogue hates me, if he would but tell the truth which he won't—and if it were worth my while and compatible with my self-re- spect, I've no doubt I'd hate him.” This sentiment was delivered with the blase air of weariness worn obut, that scented nothing perilous in the situation. In any event, Dorothy would wed whom- prising w desolation of an entire greenhouse. “‘Dorothy, observed Mrs. Hanway- Harley, after Richard had gone his way, “there you have a young man remark- able for two things; his dullness and his effrontery. Did you hear how he spoke of his benefactor? The wreteh! After all that good, poor Mr. Gwynn has done for him!" “How do you, know what Mr. Gwynn has done for him?” Dorothy, while she confessed the jus- tice of her mother’s strictures, felt un- commonly inclined to defend the absent one. Her memory of those tender glances was coming back. “Why, it is all over town! Mr. Storms is dependent on Mr. Gwynn. By the way, 1 hope Count Storri did not meet him?" This was given in' the rising inflection of a query, “Only for a moment,” returned Doro- thy, breaking into a little crow of laugh- ter. "The Count did_mot seem to like him. :mfi of that combat -of the orr! was beaten to his knee, and how flercely giorious laying plans for the daily . T Ay = R - BT LA & Fiiad fi R AR AL & R ey Washington correspondence. He was given a hrace of assistants to protept, s he sald, the subscribers; for be it known that Richard of the many blem- ishes knew no more of newspaper work than he did of navigation. Mr. Gwynn found Mrs. Hanway-Har- of what ix r plan to should belong with him who has seen ley’s dinner invitation awalting him; it nent resi- and heard and known a world’s multi- was for the next evening. He brought tude; which manner is everywhere recog- it to Richard. trenchamt writer, lex on e plans of - nized as the very flower of good breeding. “You will go, Mr. Gwynn,” said that Richard has been referred to as a soul of mai blemishes. The chief of I see,” returned Mrs. Hanw: soever she decreed, Mrs. Hanway-Harley was his cynielsm, although that who did not see at all. “You was deservedly certain of that. While cynjcism had a cause if not a reasom. SSOONO0000000000000000% mean Mr. Gwynn.” She nad heard of this came to her mind, Richard the enter- TWith other traits, the same either vir- tues or vices according to the occasion and the way they were turned, Richard was sensitive. He was as thin-skinned as a woman and as greedy of approval. 4And yet his sensitiveness, with nerves all on the surface, worked to its own defeat. It rendered Richard fearful of jar and jolt; with that he turned brusque, repeiled folk, and shrunk away from having them too neay. For a crowning disaster, throughout his years of manhood, Richard had had nothing to do. He had been idle with no work and no abject to work for. You can suffer, from brain famine and from hand famine. You ‘may starve your brain and your hand with idleness as readily as you starve your - £tomach with ‘no food. And Richard's nature, without his knowing, had pined for lack of work. There had been other setbacks. Rich- ard lost his mother before he could re- member, and his father wheén he was twelve. .He was an onlk: d hi; been an only cild. ard stood as utterly without a family as aid tie first If il XL well known as the author of others. I have become c ined to Mrs Hanway-Harley sat tongue-tled gentleman. *I will consider; and to- 1 .,‘ Y their ¢ cannot call my with astonishment. In the end she Te- morrow I will tell you what you are \ W Here R looked audaciou called herself. ~Mrs. Hanway-Harley to say.” ) B he was a gentleman. cluding privily that he was only a dull- Richard loocked at that instant. han just re. ard whom the honor of her motice bad ‘“What should you expect?’ observed man. He grew up with schoolmasters eat to & womafy. COnfused, she said: Mrs, Hanway-Harley. “The Count is a and tutors, looked after by guardlans r e the malt et gimmer, Umph! Matzal and Mr. Pickwick! nobleman. And that reminds me: Doro- Who, infected of a fashion, held that the e gy ’ ¥es; certainly!” thy, he appears a bit smitten. What if best place to rear an American wa: g call, somewhere In mypen Mre Hanway-Harley set herself {t were to prove serlous?’ Europe. These mantacs kept Richard were sure to hear to ask questions, the bald aggressiveness “You wouldn't have me marry him, abroad for fairly the fifteen years next s “a " or “a Rus- whereof gave the daughter a red brow. mamma?’ before he meets you in these pages. " the latter; Richard answered readily, as though glad “What! Not marry a Count!” Mrs. The guardians weére honest men; they of the chance, and did not notice the Hanway-Harley was shocked as only an Watched the dollars of their ward with 1 the news o heavy Crimson that painted worothy's face.. Ameriéan mother could have been all the jealous eyes of Argus. His mind ne pull at his , Lhe latter young lady was as much puz- _ghocked. She appealed to the cefling with they left to chance-blown Influences, all ol ?J; &t hiS ;jed by their caller as was her mother, “her horrified hands. “Oh! the callousness allen; and to teachers, equally alien, e expected tb find without accounting for his odditles on of children!” she cried. Following this and as equally the selection of chance. ed @ ter- any argument of duliness. Indeed, she outhurst of despalr, Mrs. Hanway-Harley And so it came that Richard grew up ra could see how he played with them: that composed herself. “We need not consider and continued without an attachment led Storri’s fault there flowed an undercurrent of irony in that now; it will be soon enough when or a friendship or a purpose; and with sndred years Dis replies. Moreover, while by his man- the Count offers us his hand.” Mrs. a distrust of men in the gross pro- ro abbepaiiing. o he had pedestaled and prayed to her Hanway-Harley sank back in her chair moted to feather-edge. Altogether he e by ju. @S toa goddess, when they were alone and with closed eyes and saw a Vision of her- should be called as loveless, not to say e & fire by ju- before her mother came, Dorothy now ob- geif at the Court of the Czar. Then*she as unlovable, a character as any you against an- served that Richard carried himself In & continued her thoughts aloud. “It's more might encounter, and search through- rness to manner easy and masterrul, and as one tnan likely, my dear, that the Czar would out a summer's day. . < in his Who knows much in the presence of ones appoint Count Storri Embassador to Most of all,;Richard had been spoiled fon that Who know little._ This air of the ineffa- Washington.” by an admiration for Democritus, which er. but a DIy invincible made Dorothy forget the It would be extremely intelligent of the Thracian’s acquaintance he picked up at T hie adoration which had aforetimes glowed in gzhr, I'm sure,” returned Dorothy with school. He saw, or thought he saw, s his eyes, and she longed to box his ears. 5 twinkle. much in the case of the Abderite to re- oonshine on & “Is Mr. Gwynn your relative?’ asked The next morning a colored youth clad mind him of his own; and to imitate rd were the cool, though somewhat careless, MIS. jn the garish livery of an avenue florist him he traveled, professed a chuckling s; but at Hanway-Harley. i made his appearance on the Harley indifference to both the good and the nig- ‘No, madam: no relative” ~There premises bearing aloft an armful ‘of ill in life, and, heedful to laugh at ciypy. Grifted about the corners of Richard’s fiowers as large as a sheaf of wheat. By whatever turned up, humored himself 'v1l" mouth the shadow of a smile, “He is all - the’card they were for “Miss Harley.” with the notion that he was a philoso~ 2 English; I am all American. The morning following, and every morn- pher. Democritus was Richard’s affec- made all the “I'm sure I'm sorry,” remarked the 1ady ing, came the colored youth bearing an tation; being only an affectation gave Richard musing Then without saying upon odorous armful.,Whom were they from? Democritus did pot cartry him to the first what her sorrow was hinged, she DPro- The card told nothing; it was the hand-' extreme of putting out his own eyes ceeded. “Mr. Gwynn, I hear—I don't ®writing of the florist: PRI e e e ) 04 know him personally, but hope S0on 16 “Don’'t you think it might be Count Richard, to reach his thirtieth year, seted after a stampede that pleasure—is a- gentleman Of giorri?” sald Dorothy demurely, taking had traveled far by many a twisting Also he is st breeding. My brother assurés me per pretty pose—the nose Richard saved road. And for all th d hi W SEN - at he has most . delightful manners. I _,u+ of the flowers. . “Those Russt: oad. Jand SOra 6 good his: wan- al surprise be 2 3 e : 3 ose Russians are derings overtook, he would have came - - know I shall adore him. If there’s an¥- .o extravagant, so eccentric!” and Storrd ,py s - 1 A Sobonl o5 3 ! as well off standing still. But a change ne another atter the L.nE T Wholly admire It s an old-s6ho0l “Suppose I thank him for them,” ob- was risping at the door. In Dorothy Richard had vastly oo or &o e iont ;eflr;:dhl}df-o Hanway-Harley; “that would Richard had found one to love. Now in who fell into & three- ~ wy. muoye p 3 m ed e his sudden role of working journalist sent, fright and Tage. Rickard. in what Mes Hamway Harley wpNopyio cxclaimed Dorothy hastlly, ne had found work to “do. Richard ed to mutter threals ;oo to be a epirit of diffd "o laud 1 Zisht embarrass the Count. caught his bosom swelling with sen- last got him- ipog il Gy bt il 9 “Pshaw! I'll ask the florist. sations never before known, as he loaf. . " the deportment o T, wynn, ut wha Jo: v y - P ¥y No; that would offend the Count. You ¢q gver a cigar in his rooms. Love and front door in rath- : ould y expect in one who all his life ¥ It was underswood poc nad about him the West soclety of S Mamme, he thinks that we will gmpition both were busy at his heart's for ization and bar- that a civilized man and - carrying furfher and tiring less. know. I will then give you'the amount. ness of Mr. Gwynn, and was far from Richard belonged by native gift to the Tn that way you will have the, profits of grateful for those benefit: which the lat- R~ . - know without asking. He would hardly : O ternoon to - Would talk with TR ke him_venerate TeESTd our ignorance as e tompliment,” ot e Ul ritar, D°FOtMYS he Mgcoulay school. He tasted the Incense every act of villainy you might commit, “ter showered upon him. At this intelll- 3 ; ould talk Yh “Ab! I can sce vou like him—venerate gug Dorothy pouted. “Yowd spon “ould become a wrlter © of his occupation when, having sent his while missing the mud and mire-of its ac- gence, Mr. Gwynn was taken so aback als hat ith s 000 haBE Fhe' ot am't atasrr: tor b o ton,» CVerything.” chard, 4 ouching the - first story, the night manager wired: :-» complishment. Remember, Mr. Gwynn, that Mrs. Hanway-Harley stopped ab- g won't answer for the veneration.” ~jpe Hanway-Harley saw. the force of CIDOW 'of his dream, caught bhimself “Great! Keep it up.’ I will nat tolerate a rascal.” ruptly and shifted the conversation. Mrs. 8 pped in @ handker- o ure . " wrapped I R oiass. 1o Tcturmed Richard. I ke him Well tnig and ylelded, though it cost her curl- 50Uy smiling. He shook himself free, ' Richard read.and reread the four words, “You are extremely good, sir,” sald the Hanway-Harley was one of those who B o et s gt M) L Oy, bl dace. however, and was surprised to see how and, it ust Be confessed, felt somewbat frozen Mr..Gwynn. héve half-tact; they know enough to back ibed as a graceful exit Mrs Hanway-Harley stared in matronly “70 5 800 L friond was with them At 108 Of cynicism gave way before a ashamell at the good they id him—belngs Mre. Hanway-Harley placed Mr. Gwynn out and mot emough to keep out of & et i Sugn THpel 3 —a tall, undulating blonde,. who was |ttl® heat of hope. It was as if his na-, the first wofds of encomium that had on her right hand, a distinction which biunder. ‘be street. Dorothy, ou don't appear over gratetul to your 5 ey ke o willow and sometinles LS Weré comIng cut of winter into ever come his.way. They confjmed his that personage bore with a petrified The dinner was neither long nor formal. L e round cyes TOIaSiOr ehard shook his head, “T'm 1Ke cat. When Mrs, Hanway-Harley had “%riig: whereat Richard was checred. ambition; he had, found a pleasaht, unex- grace most beautiful to look upon. Sen- . Mrs. Hanway-Harley at last removed the g - s head. “I'm o0 om, and Miss Marklin ang . Who knows?” quoth Richard, staring pected window ;from which-to reconsider ator Hanway was on the other side of restraint of her presence, and thereupon . aiare she msked Juie the churl, Iknow; but I can't help - py; oehy were alone, the former saia Spout theroom in deflance of what cynic existence. 5 E; \.J Mr. Gwynn. The party was not large— Mr. Harley drank twice as much wine to ou did? o it g - firmly: L imps were present. “I may yet become a' It was 7 o’clock, and Richard sat turn-- eight in all-and besides the trio named help him bear her absence. MY. Gwynn's e S aah Richard found a chau‘ce to say xo”Dor- “Dorothy, who sent them husband and an author before a twelve- ing over a plle of papers which relatéd “and Mr. Harley counted such partisans health was proposed by Mr. Harley, and D e & e .. -1 mea SRR SN Jats Sowen “Now, how should I know, Bess? You Jonth.” s © . to the murchase of the Daily Tory. They ,of Senator Hanway as Senators Gruff and Mr. Gwynn bowed his thanks. It should thing, then a pi This was when Dorothy had taken ref- > 2 % Richard' later took counsel with the had been left by:Mr. Gwynn. These he Kink and Wink and Loot and Price. Mr. be understood taat Mr. Gwynn bowed like s Really, I'm $0rTy, uge among those blossoms. read the card.” gray Nestor of the.press gallery—a ¥ o s h cholce.” v i - —a past compared with a letter or. two!that had Gwynn was delighted to meet so much .a Mandarin ffom beginning to end of the e put I had no choice. “I worship flowers,” returned Dorothy. 5 Whenkn«wom:n recel’::l gowe:s. she acter at his eraft'of ink. Y 5 ‘justpcome in. ) guod cx:)mpl"ny. and Intimated it in a man- ' feaat. There were no speeches; no man a quel?” gurgled Doro- “Now 1 dow't worder,” exclaimed Rich- Slwaye knows from whom.” returned = ‘yrite new things in an old way,” sald ~ “What a fool.and old rogQe it is!” cried ner decorously conventional. can makea speech to an audience of six. breath ard. “You and they have 80 much in 8 Wise: Virg) parly- this finished one, whose name was known Rjchard disgustedly. Then he pushed the . “Isn’t he utterly English, and. therefore Cicero-bimself would have been dumb un- & other valuable ideas common.” “Well, then,” said Dorothy resignedly, i two hemispheres; ‘‘write new ] 3 2 % dmirable?” whispered Han- h meager conditions. made fashing blades ment preoccupied with thoughts of Mr. Pythoness down‘untll the small, pink wuy or new things in‘a‘fhew way. Do evening dress. It was the occasion of the - .That statesman agreed to this as well heaith for the tenth time, and attempted. inas a romantic probabll- Gwynn, and plans for the small Senate €ar was level with her:lips,, “if- you' pnot write old things in an old way; it will t Harley dinner, and. Mr. Gwynn. had: or- as he could with a mouth at work on‘flsh.” assisted by Senmators Gruff and Price. 0 , G ; dinner at which that austere gentleman mMust know,.let me whisper.’ .: be as though you strove to build a fire gered his carriage. for 7:30. “Mr. Gwynn,” sald Mrs. Hanway-Har- sing a song in-his homor, Senator Han, 5 ¢ so self-sacrificing,” re would find himself in the place of honor. There are people who hold that ev- witn ashes.” “Mr. Gwynn,” said Richard, “the Har- ley affably, “I shall make the most of you way adroitly brought the dinner to & with a grin. “and 1 am However, she caught some flash of Rich- erybody they do mot understand s a, -And is that all?” asked Richard. ly purpose 1S the Presidential hopes of . while 1 may. You know I only intend to close. He was the more stirred to this crn Then in & bantering ard's remark. For the fraction of an in- fool. There be others who hold that' «jt js the whole of letters,” said the Senator Hanway. You will offer aid in all see you gentlemen safely launched, and as. tbe plaster of paris countemance of yme too far marvels how Richard te flint, became tender and a fashion good to ounger by half, for piles on the years. continued Rich- determination 1 haven't as yet paid Your meother sald She was very kind!™ little hand in had so discouraged Stor- 1 Harley suddenly room as if “Mother” were What if he should come philandering after Dorothy? Mrs. Hanway-Harley's feathers began to rise. No beggar fed by charity need hope for her daughter's hand; she was firm-set as to that. Per- haps Mr. Gwynn intended to make him rich by his will. At this Mrs. Hanway- Harley's feathers showed less excite- ment. Mr. Gwynn should be sounded on the subject of bequests. Why not put the question to Mr. Storms? It would at jeast lead to the development of that equivocal gentleman’s expectations. “Has Mr. Gwynn any family in Eng- land?”’ asked Mrs. Hanway-Harley, “A nephew or two, I beliéve; possibly a brother.” “But he will make you his heir.” “Me?” Richard gave a negative shake of the head. “The old fellow wouldn't jeave me a shilling. Why should he? Nor would I accept it if he did.” Richard’s sidelong look at Mrs. Hanway-Harley was is a fool. Mrs. Hanway-Harley belong- ed to the former class, and not making Richard out, she marked him “féol,” and so informed Mr. Harley as she penned the dinner invitation to Mr. Gwynn. “Of course, we shall not ask this Mr. Storms to the dinner. He would be misdplaced by his years for ono thing. Besides, I'm sure Mr. Gwynn wouldn’t like it. I saw enough' of Mr. Storms to doubt if, in thelr own house, he dines at the same table with’ Mr, Gwynn.” “At any rate,” remarked the cautious Mr. Harley, “it's safe to leave him out this time. We'll establish his proper level, socially, by talking with Mr. Gwynn.” Mr. Gwyn came back from NeW York on Thursday afternoon. His traffic with Talon & Trehawke was successful, and he had bought the Daily Tory. Richard was put in charge of the old stant it bred a doubt of his dullness. €verybody who doesn’t understand them finished one. With that Richard, nursing differ mobly foot to the victor vanquished as the a stout heart, began his grind. Every writer, not a mere bricklayer of words, has what for want.of better epi- thet is called a style. There be writers whose style is broad and deep and lucid, like a lake. It shimmers bravely as some ray of fancy touches if, or it tosses in billows with some stormy stress of feel- ing. And yet you who read must spread some personal sail and bring some gale of favoring interest all your own t6 carry you across. There be writefs whose style is swift and flashing, like a river, and has a current to whirl you along. The style seizes on you and takes you down the page, showing the right and the left of the subject as a river shows its You are swept round some mwfl bend of incident and given new slons in new u‘hu.’m was the king of those who wrote like a lake; Ma- caulay of those who wrote like a river. The latter is the better stvle, giving mare. H 'way's plans. Particularly then I shall retire.” you are to let him know that the Daily ~ Mr. Gwynn howed gravely. Mr. Gwynn's t his service. Say that I, as its strength lay ip bowing. He was also re- dent, shall make it my first duty markable for - the unflagging attention which he pald to whatever was said to On such occasions his unblinking Mr. Gwynn,” said stare, whelly receptive. Richard as the other .was about to go. 1iPg taking orders, and never a glimmer ot “Give me your personal check for $11,640.” either contradiction or agreement or even intelligence 10 show thereln, was almost rocking a little on his ‘set. Richard disconeerting. Mrs. Hanway-Harley, how- with ever, declared -that this receptive, inane ,upon - stare was the hall-mark of exclusive Eng- Mr. Gwynn gave = another to walt upon him.” v “Very good, sir,” said Mr. Gwynn. “Another moment, like an under- Mr. Gwynn's face twitched; had turned to seribble something: that, repressing whatever had been his lips, Mr. Gwynn withdrew. H instantly back witn a strip of paper flut- tering in his fingers. Richard placed it wine and. on his desk. Taking a similar strip he gave it to Mr. nn. for $11,640, Mr. Gwy lish _circles. proof of culture; he pitched upon the best stuck te it, tasting and relish- " ing with educated palate. This set him “up with Mr. Harley. shall make the most of you, _sald Mrs. Hanway-Harley. £ the most of Mr. _Gwynn, Mrs. Hanway-Harley spoke of you embrace it please meeting Mr. Storms. In her opinion that voung maxn’ did not apprecfate the good- his writing pad Mr. Gwynn, when Mr. Harley began to sing, betrayed manifest alarm. After dinner Senator Hanway got Mr. Gwynn into a cormer. Thereupon, In a manner creditable to himself, Mr. Gwynn gave Sepator Hanway to know that he was his friend. The Dally Tory should be his; Richard shouid be his; Mr. Gwynn and all he called his own should be his; Senator Hanway was to make whatever use of Richard and the Daily Tory and Mr. Gwynn his experien® and his in- terests might suggest..Indeed. Mr. Gwynn talked very well in private and in whis- pers; and Senator Hanway said later to Senator Kink that he was the deepest man he had ever met. And,” said Senator Hanway, squeezing Mr. Gwyne's hand as that gentleman made ready for home, “tell your young man that I shall e glad to see him. There are certain contingencies touching the .next Speakership of the House which should Interest his paper. I shall see you